#yandere agatha

[getlostsquidward]

Yandere!Agatha noticing you alone at a diner and immediately realizing that she wants you to be hers and only hers but eventually your fiancé comes back from the restroom but nothing stops Agatha Harkness from getting what’s hers..(THIS PROBABLY SOUNDS SO BAD BUT ITS BEEN ON MY MIND FOR SO LONG)

A little flick of her hand and she'll have your fiance under her mind control. She'll have them break up with you right there and then, leaving you a heartbroken mess. Of course, Agatha, a concerned citizen seeing a pretty little thing like you crying, approaches you on your table. You couldn't stop crying, and the other customers had started to glance towards you. She offers to drive you home, making it her mission to make you forget about absolutely everything and take care of you like you deserve—after all, no one can give it to you. Not that pathetic fiancé of yours, not anyone. Only Agatha.

#yandere agatha #anon ask

[gagedraws]

Couple Minutes later….

Malak couldn’t handle the Grimace Shake.

#video games #fanart #drawing #art #funny #cute #dark deception #pc games #steam games #monsters and mortals #malak dark deception #agatha dark deception #mcdonalds #grimace shake #fun girl yandere simulator #yandere simulator #huggy wuggy #poppy playtime

[maleyanderecafe]

Agatha(Webcomic)

Created by: Dain lee

Genre: Fantasy/Drama

Agatha is very good for a webcomic. Normally I find more political based webcomics to be confusing, but Agatha is an extremely compelling read. The yandere and the main character, Agatha are already wed and it's pretty interesting seeing how their relationship unveils as the story's plot thickens. As of writing this, there are about 75 chapters out.

The story starts out with Agatha, the current queen of her country. Despite this, she knows she's essentially only a figure head, powerless and trapped inside of her castle. She relies heavily on her husband, Halon, who promises to gain power for them soon. Her world is changed when she meets a young woman named Lady Rivera, who represents a freedom that Agatha herself wishes to have. Rivera is a huge fan of Agatha, but seems to have her own motives when entering the castle. She finds out quickly that someone has been poisoning her, but when trying to warn Halon about it, gets imprisoned by him. Agatha attempts to look for her, as she believes that her disappearance is sudden and strange, but not before Halon continues to poison her, which eventually leads to her fainting due to an overdose. After her recovery, Agatha asks to be let out of the castle in an attempt to find Rivera, and Halon lets her so as long as she's accompanied by his friend and guard Egon. As she goes out to find her, we learn about her past and how she used to befriend some of the more common folks and how she met Halon. It's apparent to her that Halon has been hiding something, but she still wishes to trust him and he's someone that she cares about. While traveling, she learns about the outspread of holy water, where the holy water is drugged by the royals to feed to the common folk in an attempt to control them. Once consuming the holy water, the people get addicted, hallucinate, and eventually die, with the only cure coming from the royals themselves. Agatha learns that the person she knew as Rivera was a spy trying to find the antidote for the holy water, and joins the rebellion as she wants to save her people. Halon is eventually able to convince her to return, however, at this point, Agatha has changed and is trying to fight for her people. Halon on the other hand has been trying to protect Agatha from his father, the true mastermind of all the holy water and the royals themselves. The only reason she's been kept alive is because of Halon, though thanks to her learning about the rebellion, her trust in him slowly wanes, and Halon is having a harder and harder time keeping his father from murdering Agatha.

First I want to say that the plot itself is very compelling and is actually rather close to reality to some degree as things like the Opium Wars were started by getting people addicted to a substance to make them easy to control. It's really interesting seeing how the royals are able to control the public, replacing the priest in each area with their spies to further spread the use of holy water, as well as putting them into trendy foods such as cookies and whatnot. It makes it a lot harder to catch in smaller towns and makes the spread of them far more dangerous as a result. The struggle between the lower classes and the royals feels realistic since the rebels are simply doing their best in trying to get allies that care and are under constant attack by the royals.

Agatha as a main character is refreshing as her struggles and personality make her a believable yet capable person. She's not necessarily young in the sense of having her first love as by the start of the story she's already married, so while she still does deeply believe in her husband Halon, she's not completely blinded by him either, aware of how little power she has initially. That being said, she knows how to use her powers as queen, either with the access she has as a noble or just how she is able to speak to others in terms of cooperation, authority or information gathering and while she isn't aware of everything that has been going on, she is able to face them with a calm and controlled attitude. I also really like how she contrast with the other nobles in the court. While the other nobles only really care about raising their own, Agatha and her mother were different. Agatha has sympathy for the people she rules over because she would often sneak out and be among them, even gaining friends and giving things away from the castle. I think it really gives her a reason to be as kind as she is and differentiates her from the other royals in the court. Normally in these stories, the main character is simply nice for the sake of being nice, but here we do actually see what drives Agatha to her kindness- and what happens when those people around her grow up and find out who she really is.

Halon is an interesting case for a yandere because he is a protective yandere in this sense. Keeping Agatha locked up in the castle, not allowing her to gain any power or see the people are all in an attempt to keep her protected from his father, who if Halon were not in love with her, would have gotten rid of her once and for all. This is why he ends up locking up Rivera once she finds out that he's been poisoning her and the reason he's been keeping her barren is to prevent her father from using their child as some sort of sacrifice for the holy water that's going on. Halon has his weak moments too, like when he becomes terrified when Agatha passes out due to the poison that she's been consuming and has to let her leave the palace along with him just being seemingly terrified of his father. He does seem to be trying really hard to finally become a proper king so he can protect Agatha. That isn't to say that he's always good hearted though- he keeps one of Agatha's peasant friends at bay by getting his father killed just because he had a crush on Agatha, thus leading to him almost dying and almost inflicting his sister with the addiction to holy water in addition to simply being a huge part of the holy water scheme as well. Agatha believes in him heavily, but near the end chapters seems to have lost his faith in him due to the secrets that are going on. Very compelling as a yandere since he's a villain for her in the attempts to protect her.

Overall, Agatha is a very good webcomic. The art might not be standard as a lot of the fantasy/isekai stories out there, but I think it makes it stand out more and gives it a more mature feeling to it. The story is very intricate and every chapter makes you wonder just what will happen in the next. I would highly recommend reading it if you like good world building.

#Agatha #male yandere #yandere #yandere boy #recommendations #ongoing #webcomic

[zafirosreverie]

No longer safe (Yandere!Agatha x F!Reader)

for: @yuuhishiraokauchiha love you <3

warnings: yandere behaviour, black magic, reader losing her mental sanity.

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Ever since you started dating Agatha and she had taken you to live with her in a lonely cabin, you knew that there was one crucial rule…okay, there were a lot of rules at home, but the most important one was: never go into the basement.

She never gave you an explanation, but you hadn't wanted to push because your girlfriend had been the only one who had taken you in after your parents disappeared without a trace, leaving you a simple note about how they couldn't take the "burden" anymore.

It had hurt, a lot, but Aggie had accepted you with open arms, comforted you, and given you a home, so the least you could do was obey her rules, be grateful, don't ask too many questions, and above all, avoid that damn basement.

It was easy at first. You had been in a bad state emotionally, you were devastated by the abandonment, and you felt lost and vulnerable. You couldn't understand why your parents had left like this when you had such a beautiful relationship with them. Your pain kept you in bed for days and sneaking into the basement was the last thing on your mind.

But the temptation grew stronger and stronger. They say that when you can't have something, you want it the most. And despite the fact that you appreciated Agatha's effort to keep you safe and give you time, the truth is that you began to miss going out, working, having friends, etc.

But your girlfriend was firm, she said that it was not necessarily a safe area and that it was better that she take care of providing the food and everything you need, while you stayed at home to rest. No matter how hard you tried to talk her out of it, she would never listen, the only times you could get out were when she was with you.

A part of you felt nice, knowing that she cared enough to protect you like that, but on the other hand, you felt alone, bored, with nothing to do. You needed someone to keep you company while the woman was not home.

That's when it all started.

It was a cold afternoon, winter was almost there and the trees began to shed their leaves, Agatha was outside doing god knew what, she never gave you explanations. You were in the kitchen, trying not to ruin the cake you made for her when you heard it.

"Y/N"

It was an oddly familiar voice, but it was no more than a whisper. You frowned and looked out the window, partly hoping to see your girlfriend coming back, partly hoping someone was visiting (how silly, no one would know how to find you, but you could dream).

"Y/N run!"

This time the whisper seemed to come from behind you, so you turned, fear beginning to course through your veins. There was nothing, just as you expected, and a part of you wondered if the loneliness was already driving you crazy, but then-

"Run! Run! Get out of here!"

It no longer sounded like a single voice, nor was it a whisper, and you were sure it wasn't in your head. With your heart in your hand and your head spinning, you left the kitchen, following the thin thread of voices that became more frantic as you approached that damn door.

"The basement" you muttered

"Run! Y/N you have to get out of here"

"It's too late, you can't do anything for us, you have to save yourself!"

"Run! Go before she comes back!"

"What's going on?" you gasped

Slowly you rested a trembling hand on the basement door, feeling how your stomach turned and a dark feeling invaded you. You wanted to scream, you wanted to move, but you couldn't, something inside there was calling you. And just as you took the knob, you heard your girlfriend call out to you.

"Y/N! I'm here"

And with that, the voices fell silent, leaving an annoying thud in your ears. You took a few seconds to collect yourself and luckily managed to get away from the door before Agatha entered the hallway.

"Hello" you smiled a little forced "I made you a cake"

Your girlfriend didn't seem to notice anything out of place and just giggled at how cute you were, leading you back to the kitchen. From that moment on, the basement invaded your thoughts day and night.

It was torture. As soon as the brunette left, the voices began to shout, getting louder and more desperate. You didn't know what was happening to you, and for some reason, asking Agatha terrified you. It wasn't that you felt she would judge you crazy, but something inside you felt that bringing it up would be dangerous.

You started begging her to stay longer, you were terrified of being alone with those voices. She seemed oddly pleased with it and usually accepted without question, as if it wasn't strange that her girlfriend was looking more and more paranoid, on the contrary, she seemed to like that you were in constant fear and need of her, even though she didn't say it aloud.

But there were days when she just had to get out. You couldn't survive without food, after all, and curiously, her departures almost always coincided with the days after some fight that you had with her (which happened more and more often), as if she knew about the ghosts that haunted you and leaving you with them was some kind of punishment for having made her angry.

You no longer knew what to do. You were slowly losing your sanity and your heart was breaking a little more every time the voices came back because your mind was cruel and starting to make them sound too familiar.

Sometimes you heard your mother telling you that she loved you, that she had not wanted to leave, that she had taken her away. Other times it was your father who apologized for not having been able to protect you from "her", sometimes it sounded like Lilian, that adorable neighbor who had helped you on many occasions and who had disappeared one day.

All voices of people who somehow or other had slipped out of your life without explanation, leaving you alone and broken. But you weren't alone, you were with Agatha...and for some strange reason, that was starting to scare you instead of comfort you.

The rational part of you was scolding you and saying that you shouldn't be pushing your traumas onto her, that the madness that was slowly building in your head was tarnishing your image of your girlfriend when she had been the only person to stay by your side no matter what. It wasn't fair that you made her the villain of a story that only existed in your mind.

But then the voices would come back louder, pleading, shouting, warning that you must go, that you must escape while there was still time, that you were not safe with her. And somehow, deep inside, you knew that "she" was Agatha.

Finally, you had enough.

One afternoon when your girlfriend was out to get the food for the week, you decided you'd had enough. You refused to continue living in fear and despair and above all, you would not let your madness make you fear the love of your life.

There was only one way to get rid of those voices: you had to enter the place where they came from. You had to get into that damn basement. So, summoning all the courage you could, the little sanity you had left, and taking advantage of the fact that Agatha was not at home, you took that knob and prepared to face... whatever was in there.

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The first thing you noticed was that the air felt heavier as soon as you walked through the door. The hallway was dark, so you went down the steps slowly and carefully, keeping close to the stone wall.

Your pulse quickened with each step you took, and the voices no longer sounded inside your head, no, you were sure they were coming from somewhere in the room, and that scared you even more.

"Go away! Save yourself!"

"You can't be here! She'll be mad!"

"Y/N, my darling, please run away, and don't let her find you!"

"Save yourself! Run! She's the devil!"

"It hurts so much, Y/N, run away while you can!"

You trembled as you tried not to cringe at the voices screaming at you. They were loud, too loud, annoying, but most of all, real. You were able to identify where they came from, a dirty metal box. With trembling hands, you opened the lid, not knowing what you expected to find inside.

"Candles?" you asked softly "Wha- this doesn't make sense"

Quickly a memory of Agatha moving a cardboard box with these same candles came to you. She had said they were for the winter holidays, that the wax was special and it would be quite a sight to see them melt.

"Don't worry dear, they'll be well stored in the basement until then!"

At the time, her smile hadn't seemed out of the ordinary to you, and you had simply nodded and occupied yourself with something else, but now that you remembered it, her smile seemed dangerous, maniacal, and terrifying.

You trembled again as you carefully picked up a candle. At first glance, it didn't look like anything special, but if you paid attention, you could see a series of subtly marked patterns on it. You gasped and dropped the candle, covering your mouth with your hand as you recognized one of your father's tattoos.

"What the-"

"Y/N, darling, it's me, dad" said a voice, which you now knew was coming from the candle "You have to get out of here. Please. Forgive us, your mother and I didn't want to leave you, but she came one night and turned us into this. She's a demon! You have to go…she won't rest until she has you all to herself"

"I'm dreaming...this isn't happening" you whispered "I'm going crazy"

You kicked the box away from you, wincing at the groans you heard. You covered your ears and felt the tears fall down your cheeks. You tried to convince yourself that it was a horrible nightmare, but deep down you knew that it wasn't, that that candle had really spoken to you, that something bad was happening, that you were in danger...and your girlfriend was evil.

You were so busy trying to remember how to breathe that you ignored the last warning, the danger signal that could have saved your life: silence. The voices had stopped. And that only meant one thing.

"Y/N, I'm here!"

Agatha had returned...and you were no longer safe with her.

#reader insert #x reader #agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness x female reader #agatha harkness imagine #agatha harkness x you #agatha harkness #yandere agatha harkness #MCU #mcu x reader #gay for kathryn hahn

[sea-owl]

You know what? If you tell me right now that your Isekai AU (and all its variations) are because Lady Danbury decided to stir shit up, I would 100% believe you. This would be something she'd do for shits and giggles. Like maybe she was Modern!Portia's closest friend who she confided in that she really wanted a family and a person to love her and Lady Danbury was like "You know what? Say no more" and isekai'd her to the regency era. But of course Agatha 'ShitStirrer™' Danbury didn't end it there (ofcourse not, what do you think she is?? A simpleton??) And Isekai'd the spuses and Bridgertons as well but fron different timelines just to watch the chaos unfold, make betting pools and matchmake these poor unfortunate souls to her heart's content.

You know when the idea of Isekai AU first came up Portia's life in the modern world really didn't go that far besides how she came to the knowledge and then truck-kun more than likely took her out. But the further that I went into it and the more variants that popped up the more I played with the idea that Lady Danbury had something to do with it.

Lady Danbury has always meant to be a neutral (and chaotic) character in the au. She's the one who pulls Simon (and later Gareth) out of their homes after Portia accidentally changed events during one of her half awake episodes where past life and current life memories mixed together. She's also the one who informs Violet of Portia dipping out of the ton, and later Lady Danbury finds Portia and that's how Simon gets introduced to her. She's the side character having fun in the background with a martini enjoying the chaos around her.

But the bigger this got the more I thought about Lady Danbury's role and the more I thought the more I came to the conclusion that yup she definitely is the one who isekaied Portia.

How I would frame it is that Lady Danbury, known as Professor Agatha, because she's gonna be known by as her name damn it, in the modern world, was a mentor to Portia, I'm thinking a college professor that she still talked to after she graduated. She is also was the author of the Bridgerton series that she wrote under a pen name. Lady Danbury was surprised to find out Portia was a fan of the series when she saw her rereading one of the books during her break.

"I would have never guess you were a fan."

Portia blushed, carefully marking her place in the well read book. "In a way. You know I never really had a family."

"And you're too guarded for love," Lady Danbury added.

Portia playfully glared. "And I chose to focus on my career." She let her fingers trail across the book. "I enjoy the dynamics of the main family but I actually feel more connected to the villains throughout the series."

Lady Danbury raised an eyebrow. "The villains?"

Portia nodded. "They were like me once upon a time, starving for love. Except they didn't get the chance or it came too late as their minds were already twisted beyond help. Of course they should still be held accountable for the actions they chose to take as adults but I don't know. Maybe if they given that chance earlier things would've turned out differently."

"Interesting," Lady Danbury hummed. "So no love for the love stories Ms. Career Woman?"

"Haha." Portia shrugged. "They're okay, kinda cheesy, kinda predictable. Honestly the Bridgertons had more chemistry with their villains than the love interests. The love interests were just kinda there, or showed up at the last minute to fill the romance quota."

Lady Danbury pondered over that as she reread her books, and dug up those old first drafts where the villains weren't the villains but second love interests. Portia's thoughts, they were some of Lady Danbury's thoughts as well after she had time away from the series. She wrote it when she was young, before she found her true writing style.

Perhaps Portia was right, perhaps the villains just needed a chance early enough to turn things around.

"Let's have some fun then," Lady Danbury smiled as she grabbed her books and first drafts. "I can't wait to get the betting pool started. I hope you're ready my dear."

Lady Danbury chuckled when she heard the news that Lady Featherington disappeared right after her fourth daughters birth and the letter from Violet appeared asking about her friend. Oh this will be fun indeed.

Let the games begin.

#hand wavy magic is how the isekai happened #no i will not explain #nor do i know know what the hand wavy magic is #lady danbury being a menace and having fun #bridgerton #villainess isekai au #what if everyone got isekaied besides violet #what if spouses remembered isekai au #what if villainess isekai au #isekai and yanderes au #lady danbury #portia featherington #agatha danbury

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

I chose 10! Agatha with R! Christmas is close :3

Sky's stolen ask game

I had to guess at which prompt list to use, I hope you enjoy!

"Please. Please just listen to me."

"What is there to listen to?" You can't help the way tears threaten to fall, and you desperately hope Agatha thinks it's just because of the cold wind. "You led me on. You ghosted me for three weeks, and then suddenly I find you on a cute little date with my best friend! Two years, all down the drain, and for what? To ruin a relationship that should have out lasted ours? To make me miserable?"

"No. Never. I never- How could you think I'd ever hurt you?"

You'll give her credit, your ex-girlfriend certainly knows how to act.

"Because you have. Intentionally." You shake your head. "I told you, we're done. It's not very mature of you to knock at my door at this point."

It's not right of her, you mean.

You can see how she swallows, though your ears hurt too much from the temperature to hear such a subtle thing.

"I- I hadn't meant to ignore you."

"But you did mean to take Wanda out for a nice evening out?" You're fighting the voice crack you can feel waiting to happen, fighting to keep your tone even.

"I messed up. I shouldn't have-"

"No. You shouldn't. Can you leave now? I'm going to get sick if you make me stand out here any longer."

"I love you." She blurts out.

You go still with shock.

Not once had she said those three words to you in your two year relationship. Not once.

It had been the root of a lot of your insecurities, these past years.

"Angel..?" Agatha has her hand stretched out, as if she was going to lay it on your arm. She looks concerned as you continue to laugh hysterically.

"What, you think I'll take you back because you decide now is the time to tell me that you love me? After breaking my heart?" You dissolve back into your laughter, only for it to turn into heaving sobs. "I loved you." You cry. "I loved you and you didn't love me back."

"I didn't take Wanda out on a date. I thought she would've told you."

You're confused by Agatha's continued insistance, and it thankfully helps you in preventing the rest of the tears that are waiting from being shed.

"I haven't spoken to Wanda since before I saw her with you." You rub your palms over your eyes in a poor attempt to dry your tears.

"I- I shouldn't have been so distant from you, but darling..." Agatha hesitates, pauses before barreling onwards. "I freaked out." She admits, much quieter than before. "I freaked out because I realized that I truly do love you. That I- I want to marry you. Wanda and I went out so she could help me plan the proposal."

It's like your entire world stops to tilt on its axis.

"I didn't really ghost you. It's unfair for you to keep describing it like that. I'm sorry I kept canceling our plans, and that I barely returned your calls and texts. I really am. And..." Agatha closes her eyes as she lets out a heavy breath. "I'll understand if you still want to remain broken up, but... I had to tell you. I couldn't live with myself if I didn't try everything within my ability to win you back. And," she wrly grins. "If I didn't at least fix your friendship with Wanda. That was on me, not her."

It's like your lungs couldn't take in air. You can't- you can't breathe.

"Dear?"

Your knees feel weak.

Agatha says your name urgently as you collapse sideways onto to the doorframe, trying to keep upright.

This isn't fair.

This isn't fair of her.

She can't do this.

She can't just say she loves you and wants to marry you.

She can't say she wants to marry you when she had never previously said she loved you.

Not before.

Not once.

Only just now.

After she had lost you.

You still can't breathe properly.

Your head feels light.

You're... On the couch?

"Sip."

You look up to see Agatha's blue, blue eyes, shadowed with deep worry.

"Go on." She encourages, tapping the mug that's somehow found its way into your hands.

She sits down next to you as you listen.

It's mint tea.

The sharp flavor helps cut through the brain fog.

"Leave. Please." You stare into the liquid.

"No."

You refuse to play her game.

"I said leave, Agatha."

"I'm not leaving until I'm certain you're no longer suffering an attack." She stubbornly refuses.

You huff, and take another sip of the tea.

It's good. The tea is always good when she makes it.

You take more of a gulp than a sip when you bring the mug back up to your lips to drink.

Agatha's hand finds it's way to your back, and she rubs soothing circles on it.

You can't help but relax into her touch, despite yourself.

She may have broken your heart, but she still holds its pieces.

You pull the mug away and set it on the coffee table.

You've drank maybe half of it, and you're starting to feel sleepy.

"Come here." Agatha whispers, gently guiding you to lay against her chest.

You close your eyes as you let her, yawning.

"Let me stay. I'm sorry I screwed up so poorly, but I swear, if you give me this one, single second chance, I'll treat you the way you've deserved to be from day one."

You hum, exhaustion rolling through you.

You're always worn out after you get these attacks.

"Is that a yes?" Her breath tickles the soft hairs against your neck.

"Mhm."

You probably shouldn't have agreed, not when you're so close to being asleep, but you can't help but wanting Agatha. Can't help being foolish enough to grant her her request.

"Thank you, my love." Her voice is stark with relief. "Sleep now. I'll take such good care of you, I swear."

You allow the blackness to overtake everything, feeling warm and safe in the arms of your lover.

It's not like you knew you'd wake up, tied to a strange bed while she read a book in the chair in the corner.

It's not like you knew Agatha was never going to give you the option of leaving her.

#sky's stolen ask games #sky's anons #sky's inbox #sky replies #sky answers #sky's blurbs #sky writes #c: agatha #c: dark!agatha #c: yandere!agatha #agatha harkness #agatha harkness x reader #angst #dark themes #alluded drugging #allusion to drugs

[voidedjuice]

*rotates ocs inside head

#currently its agatha/senja and those new unnamed ocs #yandere brainrot striking me bad im so very sorry. not immune to hot women being into actrocities for their beloveds #im too restless to sleep even though i really should awough #text #being into committing* actrocities for their beloveds aough typos in a long tag i dont want to retype

[abbyromanoff]

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST:

ALL DARK FICS AHEAD!!!!

No requesting unless I ask please :)) all fics will be part of my own requests that are piling up and if I’m able to get more done I will but I promise all fics will be posted even if late

DAY 1: Dark!Natasha - Delicate

DAY 2: Yandere!Valkyrie - Gone, But Not For Long

DAY 3: Dark!Agatha - Manipulation Tactics

DAY 4: Dark!Wanda - Cruel Girl

DAY 5: Kate Bishop - Boyfriend

DAY 6: Step Mom!Natasha - What Are You Doing?

DAY 7: Serial Killer!Agatha - How To Get Away With Murder

DAY 8: Wanda Maximoff - Follow My Lead

DAY 9: Dark!Yelena - Change Of Plans

DAY 10: Dark!Carol - Foolish One

DAY 11: Emo!Wanda - Eyes Don’t Lie

DAY 12: Dark!Natasha - Love potion

DAY 13: Dark!Agatha - Stockholm Syndrome

DAY 14: Dark!Wanda Maximoff - You’ll Always Be Mine

DAY 15: Serial Killer!Natasha Romanoff - Explicit

DAY 16: Jane Banner - Hate Me? Or Love Me?

DAY 17: Ghostface!Nat - Target 1

DAY 18: Dark!Emily Prentiss - Chokehold

DAY 19: Kidnapper!Maria - Halloween Night

#wanda maximoff x fem!reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x f!reader #wanda maximoff smut #wanda maximoff x reader smut #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x reader smut #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff x reader fluff #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop smut #kate bishop x fem!reader #kate bishop x reader smut #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x reader smut #yelena belova smut #yelena belova x you #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers smut #carol danvers x reader smut #agatha harkness smut #agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness x reader smut #valkyrie x reader #valkyrie smut #jane banner x you #jane banner smut #jane banner x reader

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Family love(less). Prologue

Self-Aware! Platonic! Yandere! BSD Characters x GN! Child! Abused! Reader

Description: You are unwanted by your family because of the circumstances of your birth. Your only company are Internet and Books.

You want to escape from this place. You want to have friends and real family.

One night, something strange happened.

You woke up on streets of Yokohama.

And a silver-haired man was looking at you.

But you didn't get here alone.

Tags: Found Family, Isekai, Spoilers for Bungou Stray Dogs Anime, Manga and Light Novels.

Warning: OOC, Platonic Yandere, Bad Relatives, Abusive Family, Bulling, Hurtful comments about Reader and about BSD characters, Physical punishment. BSD Cast want to deal with bad relatives accordingly. English is my second language.

A/N: Multi-chapter fanfic. There will be named OC. All similarities with real people are accidental. This fic wasn't created to mock or to insult anyone. I just want to write something about Platonic Yandere. Hope you enjoy.

Prologue. Storm

School bell rang. The long day of studying was finally over. Students started to put their stuff back in their backpacks. It was time to go home.

You were on a mission. You needed to leave school as fast as you can, without getting the attention of teachers and other students.

You hoped that today you will be lucky enough and no one will notice you.

You quickly grabbed your backpack and hurry to the school's exit.

Getting from class to the corridor - SUCCESS!

Getting from corridor to school exit - SUCCESS!

Getting across School Yard - SUCCE....

"Out of the way, Thing!"

Someone shoved you forward. You lost your balance and fall. You tried to stand up or, at least, rolled on the side.

Someone stepped on you. They continue walking, like you were a part of the road.

Cousin Janie...

Second person followed.... Then third... Then fourth...

Bill... Lily... Jack...

You saw, how adults just moved past you. They pretend, that they didn't see, how children just walking all over another child.

It was nothing new to you.

Miss Agatha... Mister Frank...

You were glad, that, at least, adults wasn't trying to step on you.

Finally, the last of your classmates walked away. You could finally stand up.

Slowly and carefully. Your body was sore. You were dirty. All your clothes were covered in shoe marks. Your hair was dirty. Someone spit on you, you were sure of that.

You start walking home.

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To get home, you need to walk near the park. Small green 'island' in your little town.

"Hey, little rat, were you playing in the dirt again?"

Your Big Brother Steve was waiting for you here. You hoped that he already was home.

Steve was grinning. His tone of voice was full of poorly hidden hate.

"Little rat, you can't go home like this. Little Pig like you need to take a bath. Don't worry, your Big Brother will help you."

He was too strong. You could never overpower a seventeen-year-old.

There was a river in the park.

And Steve threw you and your backpack right in the river.

You were glad, that river wasn't deep.

But now you were completely soaked.

"Now you really are a Rat. A Wet Dirty Rat"

Steve is gone.

You still need to go home.

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You reached your home.

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Ten slaps on left cheek for been wet.

Ten slaps on right cheek for been dirty.

Spanking for trying to leave the school without been noticed.

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You were tired and sore.

After the shower, you limp towards your room.

The only place you can be somehow safe.

You barely manage to get into your room. It was small. You had a bed here. A shelf for clothes and books. A small table.

And no windows.

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You were a middle child.

Your older siblings were called gold siblings.

Smart, beautiful, handsome, future of the family.

Your younger siblings were called rays of hope.

Cute, precious, hope for the family.

And there were you...

You were you.

For some reason, no matter, what you do, it wasn't good enough for your parents.

No matter, how good your grades are, or if you've won anything.

There were always 'Don't bother me' or 'You don't matter'.

You aren't enough.

Other adults in your family ignored you. They didn't care about you.

They don't see anything wrong with your parents' attitude towards you.

It's not like you are their child.

Besides, your parents never hurt you... much.

Every parent discipline their children.

Your cousins and siblings on the other hand...

They hate you. For some reason.

They saw you as a toy or a servant.

Because adults never tell them to stop bothering you.

They learned, that they can do anything they want to you.

Your family don't care.

Under the influence of your younger siblings, other kids start treating you worse.

In good case scenario, you were ignored.

In worst case scenario you had to run away.

Teachers in your school don't care.

They have better things to do, than dealing with your problems.

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You learned few things.

First, always be quiet. Don't draw attention to yourself.

Second, hide important things in your drawer. Your family won't search through your underwear.

Third, there was some wrong with your birth. Something was different. Different in a bad way. You tried to learn more, but no matter who you ask, they didn't tell you anything.

Maybe, one day, when you are older, you will find the truth.

Until then, you need to live in current day.

Right now, you need to have dinner with your family.

With every member of your family.

Today was the first day of Family Reunion.

And it will be hosted in your parents' house.

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"[Y/N], eat slow. You are not a pig."

"[Y/N], eat faster. Don't make us wait."

"[Y/N], eat less. You are already fat."

"[Y/N], eat more. You look like a skeleton. People might think that you are starving. Your parents will be in trouble."

"[Y/N], don't you dare shout at your younger siblings! What do you mean, they deserve it? They are younger, then you, they want to play. Yes, even if by play they mean throw food at you."

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After taking another shower, you finally were back in your room.

You lay down on the bed. You had some free time.

You need some energy.

You open your phone.

They bought it for you to make neighbors shut up and stop gossiping about your family been so poor, they can't afford to buy a phone for a kid.

You open the app that helped you during bad times.

Bungou Stray Dogs Mayoi Inu Kaikitan

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You learned about BSD from your siblings.

Almost all of your cousins of all ages were big fans of anime.

They liked to watch anime and manga together during video calls.

Bungou Stray Dogs were among many titles they have watched.

And they have a very strange relationship with this manga.

They hate it and love it at the same time.

They love character designs, you were sure about that.

But you are also sure, that they hate the fact, that characters were based on writers.

You remember, how your cousin Ralph failed a test about John Steinbeck. He was on a video call with your older sister, and you could hear how he was cursing Steinbeck from manga... For some reason.

You can't understand your older relatives.

And you remember, how angry your older sister Jane was on Gogol from manga. She decided to read real world Gogol works. She bought books. When she realized, that books weren't funny, she wanted to drop it. But, because your parents already knew that 'their dear princess' start reading serious literature, she couldn't do it without disappointing them.

So, she cursed character, instead of telling parents the truth.

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Despite the fact, that your family has a bizarre relationship with Bungou Stray Dogs and you were too young to read it, you wanted to watch BSD too. Or read it.

There was no problem with watching it. You managed to find a website where you could watch it for free.

But, no matter how hard you try, you couldn't find a way to read BSD for free.

There were all Manga volumes and Light Novels in your house. Your older brother and sister have their own copies.

And you can't ask them to let you read their copies. Because they don't like you. Because they will laugh at you. Wondering, how someone as stupid as you can read.

You can't ask your parents to buy you manga. Because your family don't care if you want something. Phone was necessary. Internet is needed by all family members. There's no law that said that parents must provide a source of entertainment for a child.

But, one day, you were in luck. A very strange luck.

Two months ago you got a whole set of BSD manga and light novels.

_____________

Your Older Brother Steve and Older Sister Jane were... very impulsive.

They tried to stay in trend. To be loved by their classmates. To stay popular in school.

So, when another popular school group decide, that Bungou Stray Dogs manga was for nerds, because cool kids don't read anything, where they can find information about real authors, your brother, sister and your cousins (who attended the same school and were 'loyal' to your older siblings) threw away their BSD Manga and Light Novels. Before that they rip some pages out, tear apart a few books, try to drown them and dance on the poor books.

Then they tell you to throw the garbage away. That's how you manage to salvage the books.

They were in need of some serious repairs, but, you could do it by yourself. And your family wasn't that petty to count, how many tapes you were using or if you take the scissors.

You spend three nights repairing books. You were searching through a big pile of manga and light novels copies for pages in good condition. You use tape and glue on pages to make them whole again.

With great care, you manage to make yourself a full collection of BSD Manga and Light Novels.

After job well done, you were finally able to read manga. You were looking forward to that moment.

__________

In BSD World. Two months ago.

__________

BSD Characters were gathered in the Meeting Room of Port Mafia.

All of them looked tired. They were on the verge of a breakdown.

They don't know why they deserved it.

But they hated that terrible creatures, that called themselves Real People.

Time and time again, they were forced to relieve the worst moments of their lives.

And every time they have heard THEM.

Many different people that were mocking them. Laughing at them. Saying disgusting things about them.

"Why this crybaby Atsushi even here? If he suffers so much, why won't he off himself?"

"Is Chuuya really a Mafioso? I mean, he is mourning the death of the Flags. Aren't mobsters supposed to be cold and emotionless?"

"Ha! Think, what you want, but Oda's dub in this scene make brats' death hilarious."

"I think that Yosano's backstory should be more tragic. Right now it's bland. Her favorite solder killed himself and called her an Angel of Death. It would be better, if Mori was..."

"OH NO! The Clown is alive! Why?! Just Why?! He is a stupid character!"

Comment. After comment. After comment.

About how terrible they are. How useless they are.

How real people wish that BSD cast suffer.

Cursing them for having similar names with some other people from their world.

And now, they did something with them.

All BSD characters feel pain. Someone was tearing them apart. Someone was trying to drown them.

And they can't do anything to protect themselves.

And then another Kitsunebi¹ appeared.

This one was purple.

So, real people decide to end them.

No one from BSD Cast has power to fight. They were waiting for their end.

"Well, I have everything I need. Let's start with the first volume..."

_________

This one was healing them...

BSD characters feel, how their bodies wasn't sore anymore. How they're getting their strength back.

For three nights, Purple Light was taking care of them.

And talking...

"Okay, this goes here... Here we go, good as knew."

"Wow, this page will be beautiful again, when I finish with it."

"I can't wait to read BSD from the beginning. It must be wonderful. Anime was good."

BSD cast were confused. You...

Why this one was different? Was that a trick? Are they going to curse them?

The time reset again. Time to relive their lives. Again.

_________

In Bungou Stray Dogs World. Nowadays

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"Our Dear [Y/N] are opening the App! Everybody ready?" called Yosano, finishing adding another ten power up materials in her present to you today.

The choir of "yes" was an answer to her.

No one can tell, that two months ago they all were broken and could barely stand.

Dear [Y/N], their precious Guiding Light, saved them.

Not even once they say something hateful about anyone of them. There was only love and understanding. And warmth. Warmth of a child who loved them unconditionally.

All of them cherished [Y/N]. Because they were the only one, who saw, what a great child [Y/N] were.

When they got access to [Y/N]'s phone, they heard it all.

Bullies. Relatives. Siblings. Parents.

Their comments. Their hate, that was aimed at [Y/N]. A defenseless, innocent child.

BSD Cast hate [Y/N]'s family. For what they are doing to them. And for what they have done to characters themselves.

Soon they will be in Real world. They will save Their Dear Guiding Light.

But, before that, they need to punish everyone, who wronged [Y/N].

The Portal was almost ready.

They only need to wait until Midnight.

_________

In real world

_________

You spend an hour playing BSD Mayoi. You got many notes from characters. They were cheering for you. They mentioned that they love you.

You were happier, than before.

At least someone was glad, that you exist.

You hopped that one day you will escape from your family. And find a real family and friends.

You looked at the clock.

Almost 11 pm. You need to go to bed.

Dozing off, you hear, that storm has begun. Raindrops start falling down from the sky.

_________

At the midnight, your phone start glowing white.

The lightning struck.

White light fill all rooms in your house.

When it faded, the house was empty.

And pages of your BSD books start glowing white.

_______

Time resets.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was a thirty-two years old bodyguard again. His client died recently. But right now, he has more important things to do.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was cradling a sleeping eleven-year-old child.

And, for now, he was ignoring the four people laying on the ground at his feet.

#self-awareau #self-awarebsd #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #yandere #platonic #familylove_less #SABSD_Familylove_less

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A Wolf and A Snake (Wriothesley x Reader)

Chapter 2: Will the Chaperone Approve?

A/N: WHO'S READY FOR C2?! I hope you guys enjoy this :D

Taglist: @yue-caelum, @reyy-chanx, @mis-disaster

Synopsis: Being a noble meant that marriage was a chess game, not an affair of love. Unfortunately for the pristine Balthazar family of Fontaine, Y/N has long been enamored with love and sought it out before their priorities. After her grey, boring time of courtesy, she meets Duke Wriothesley, who makes her yearn for the first time in her life, and it's the same for him. Threatened by the idea of losing this first, it seems they'll stop at very little to be together...

Warnings: Controlling/abusive parents, discrimination (towards Wrio), sexism, reader has a breakdown, yandere themes.

Your parents loved the idea of you taking a vacation not to rest, but because 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'. They were clearly referring to the nobles, who would only pine more if you were unavailable for a while.

Last night, you all returned from Belleau, warmly welcomed by the main manor's staff. Your favorite among them was your governess, Agatha; Though she generally listened to your parents' instructions, she occasionally broke some rules for you. That night, she waited until everyone else was asleep to bring you some cake, in exchange for you telling her about the nobles.

"And what about Duke Arya? I know you looooove braggarts!

"No way! All he does is talk about himself like he's Focalors!".

And you'd both laugh. You loved how Agatha has evolved to be a mother figure to you. It was unfortunate when she had to go and let you sleep, but oh well.

You knew this time would come; It was the morning, and you saw a servant bring tea to the room where your parents read the declarations of courting that were received over the vacation.

"Pierre, please call my daughter here. We must discuss something of the utmost importance.".

The servant would nod, your status as a young maiden really hammering home the point. You walked in, a little unnerved by the warm smile your parents sported, but better that than scowling.

Your mother was the first to talk: "Ah, good morning Y/N. You look as beautiful as you ever did.".

Your father, always thinking ahead, had to add on: "Indeed, so beautiful to make half the Court's dukes turn their heads!".

He let out a loud, victorious laugh. Maybe it would take you a while to get used to this pride for you. You sat down, looking over the small stack of papers. It was truly fascinating, in a weird sense: All these crests and emblems, clearly signaling many different gentlemen... And they all shared the same recipient sitting right in front of them.

"So as per custom, your mother and I have looked over most of them. We've already scrapped the ones from barons, since you can clearly marry up with your amount of choice!".

Was there choice? While it was true that you had a smidge of a say, it was just that. Furthermore, that smidge had to be based on standing, finances and the criteria deemed 'important' for your marriage. Love was not on the list. Maybe a word tossed around or an act indulged in, but nowhere near the other criteria.

How would they react if you told them who you truly wanted to marry? How would they like their daughter throwing away business owners, legacy holders and other 'fancier' nobles for the one who dealt with the backdoor business of Fontaine? No matter, you decided to use that 'smidge' to the best of your ability.

"I'm glad to see I can marry up.".

"Yes, yes. Now look here, my dear. Your mother likes Count Evermore, since he seemed sweet with you...".

And off your parents went off, comparing this Lord and that important person to the other. There was whose business would last longer, which last name had more history, which was cleaner... After the third new name, your mind fazed out to Wriothesley. You wanted to be courted by Wriothesley. You wanted to say yes to Wriothesley. Screw the Evermores, Archadelles, Demauris... Being a queen itself did not compare to being his Duchess of Meropide.

"There are still a couple of unread letters, though...".

"Eh, I don't know. My heart's already set on Archandelle or Evermore... But we'll see these too. There's Dukes and Viscounts, which is good...".

It was as if timing synced up. Your mother grabbed an envelope featuring a wolf crest. No, the wolf he wears right under his shoulder.

It seemed relatively short, but the text must be good. Your mother looked pleased for a minute.

"Oh, my! Gentlemen who are this sentimental about their potential wives are quite rare! Oh...".

When she got to the sender's signature, the dreamlike effect waned off of her. It was as if she was hoping someone else had sent this one. Your father took one look at the crest and understood it all. Nevertheless, he still read it. For now, playing a little dumb (as any good girl should be, in their opinion) sounded like the best option to prod.

"Who is that, father?".

He took a deep breath and looked at it as he answered: "Duke Wriothesley of Meropide. (he chortled) I wonder if he took writing classes while we were away?".

You didn't know how to feel anymore. At first, your despair was replaced by the sheer joy his name brought you. Yes, that was the one you loved best! And you saw some of his past written inquiries, he was always well-spoken and eloquent. Why was your father insinuating that the opposite was normal? You wanted to see it and compare it to what he wrote to your grandfather.

"By the way, Y/N, there's something we must ask you. During our last party, you were seen chatting in a rather... Animated fashion with him. What were you talking about?".

Crap. You should have expected gossip to fly around and narrow your parents' eyes at you. You went with the safe answer: "Mostly books and music. He likes going to the opera whenever he can.".

"But we don't see him often, so I'm presuming he's not always free, is he dear? I was frankly shocked that he even came to the party.".

You knew they'd be nitpicky about even nobles who fit their bill, let alone someone considered 'atypical'. But did anyone see you two leaving? Heart thumping in fear, you prayed to Focalors that they just heard of you two talking and nothing else.

"I mean... Mother, father, while he may not be the most typical Duke, he's still an important component in Fontaine's justice and security. Haven't you noticed crime rates have plummeted ever since he took over? Just like Count Evermore, he holds justice close to his heart.".

Your mother nodded, seeing your point of view, before turning to your father: "I prefer other gentlemen, but she's not entirely wrong. We want her to be with someone who exemplifies Fontaine's core values, just as she embodies them.".

"Yes, yes. We might take that into consideration, but listen to me, Y/N...".

You were so sick of these lectures, but it seemed like your point might hold weight. Grin and bear it. Grin and bear it for him.

"We'll want to consider as many as we can, then narrow down the choice, which will happen after the next event. However, we've raised you to know the best options. You know there are many, many better options laid out to you right now. Unless something happens and they fall from grace, for example, keep the bulk of your attention on the Dukes we have discussed most.".

"...Yes, Father.".

He called out to his wife: "Aren't I right? Isn't what I'm saying the core of successful marriage?".

"Yes, yes, my dear. Though she'll entertain many conversations, she'll focus on our best options. And I must say, it's entertaining how we didn't have to do that much narrowing down, since she's got choice.".

He smiled fondly at you: "Indeed. I know we've raised a fine, young lady. Only at her social debut and she's already brought us so much praise.".

For years, you had yearned for this moment; Your parents smiling like the ones in the fairy tales, kindly praising you and reminding you that they loved you. Had you had this recognition a couple of years ago, you'd readily accept whatever husband they threw at you. But at this stage, it was too little, too late. Your heart has already been captured by Wriothesley, your thoughts invaded by him and no amount of love (Which, conveniently, only arrived after their 'investment' paid off) could change that. You focused on the bright side of seeing him again, and the chance he'll get of putting a good impression to your parents. A Duke was well-versed in that, especially if he liked the lady in question.

The servant knocked: "Forgive me for disturbing this important discussion, but young Lady Y/N's tutor has arrived and inquired as to whether she has lessons for today or not.".

"Oh heavens no! You should get going, my dear. Skipping lessons would be the last thing you need!".

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"That sounds like quite a feat of courage on your part, Duke Archandelle!".

"Indeed, Baron Balthazar. But it might not be courage so much as enjoying the hunting season.".

You did not like this arrangement; Your parents and yourself were with Duke Archandelle, the two men chatting away. Within its course, your father seemed happier and happier, which was bad for you. He's looking for any Duke to pick over Wriothesley, and if Archandelle is 'too good' per say, you know who you're getting paired off with and it's not the one you makes you swoon, laugh, or question the deeper nuances of life. Not the one you love.

"You remind me a bit of myself in my younger years. It's a rite of passage to go after the largest deer your group can find.".

"And the night that followed was equally as thrilling. (he gave you a slight glance) We watched a gorgeous ballet number at the Opera. The Lady of Cooler Waters, I believe.".

The mention made your parents more excited. Here was a kind, courteous gentleman who helped you watch your step, who enjoyed the hunting season and the arts in the same day. Manly, but not brutish. Basically, a perfectly adjusted and balanced gentleman.

A knockoff version of my Wriothesley. How thrilling.

Speak of the devil, tufts of black and silver hair appeared in the sea of blondes. They were twisting around, as if their head was turning around a lot to look for something. In the end, it was someone, and there he was, looking so broodingly handsome and making every other man in the room look average at best. His blue eyes scanned the room, and once they landed on you, it was over for the both of you.

You wanted to swim in those cold eyes until you got hypothermia. You wanted to be thrown into their cool pond and feel the temperature restart your system. But what a paradox took place; Once he found you, your heart felt ready to explode on the spot, and your temperature was rising rather quickly. The once-light dress now felt stuffy. If you fainted, how would you explain this to your parents? You saw his own pupils dilate and his stoic expression break out into an enchanted smile that meant a million more than your parents' or that stupid Archandelle's.

He's here. He looks so handsome. His smile is so cute and gorgeous. Why can't he just come in and join our conversation? Stupid high society social codes!

You could tell that he was trying to get close, already in conversation with a few others nearby. Though they were trying to focus on what he was saying, they were gazing - either in surprise or in prejudice - at his wolf ears.

So rude! So ignorant and incapable of realizing that he's far more handsome that he ever will be!

Once Archandelle left to catch up with a friend (not before obnoxiously letting you know that he wants to talk to you again), a bit of freeway opened up for Wriothesley. Ever the go-getter, you didn't doubt that he'd take it.

"Ah, Baron Balthazar, you picked quite the lovely night to plan this.".

Your father smiled, although it looked rather forced. You bet he wouldn't look like that if it was any other noble: "Duke Wriothesley! What a pleasant surprise, we were worried that you might not make it!".

"Oh? Well, I've always had a penchant for surprising people. How do you do, Madame Balthazar?".

Your mother exchanged pleasantries in the same tense way your father did, her eyes narrowing down on his ears. No wonder he was so happy when you expressed appreciation for lycanthrope culture; Everyone else was being such a jerk about it, and you wondered how he lived side by side with it. Maye you can ask that later.

Though he talked to your parents, you couldn't avoid his gaze. He didn't like a lot of the people here, them included (not that you could blame him). He didn't come here for them, but for you. Enough with the pleasantries, he decided.

"I think by now, you know of my feelings regarding the beautiful young Lady Balthazar. And so, I couldn't let myself show up without a present for her.".

He handed you a small, silver box; Sleek, minimalistic but with a beauty that didn't need the other nobles' gaudiness to shine. You opened it to find a silver bracelet (how did he guess your wrist size, anyway?!) adorned with the same wolf emblem he wore.

Deep breaths! Deep breaths! Don't faint or blush, act normal!

After one, you finally got to talk: "Oh, Your Grace! I-I... Forgive me for my lack of speech, it's splendid!".

Your original plan was to not be too excited by him, but could you really help it? A few other nobles got you presents, too, but you had to question your class' taste in what a lady would like. This was just perfect. If it weren't for your parents, you'd wear it right now, but you had to control yourself.

Your father coughed: "Hem! Er- Thank you for the thoughtful gift, though one would deem it a bit too confident to have their crest on it... Say, how are things at the Fortress?".

He had the urge to punch this annoying old man. Here you were, happy and frickin adorable over wearing his crest, already so eager to demonstrate who you belong to, then here comes the Baron to shut this moment down.

"Pretty stable for now. We aren't receiving many new inmates. Perhaps people are losing interest in crime, in which case, that's a victory for Fontaine.".

"Mhm. Yes, indeed. We have much to thank you for, especially your service. I can imagine it's a hard job.".

He chuckled a little, stealing whatever gaze he could at you (man, he felt like he was reverting to his young thief self): "Not necessarily. Most people behave, and you learn quite a bit. I'm still rather young for a Duke, but ever since I started, I've become much better at protecting what matters to me.".

As he talked, it was more obvious that by 'what matters', that included you. Now the image was stuck in your head: You, in danger for whatever reason, and him dashing in to save you and proclaim that you're his drive, his love, what matters to him the most. This sounded like your fairytale prince. Did anyone in your manor think that way of you? Did you even matter to the other nobles beyond potential unions with a historic and important name?

"I'll cut to the chase, Your Grace, since my daughter is the biggest reason behind the last two events. Say you two married; Would she always be what matters to you? Do keep in mind that that's a heavy proclamation.".

The beautiful thing about Wriothesley was that he was ready for such questions. Most nobles hired a conversation coach to 'deal with the maiden's father' so they could speak well in front of him, thus swaying his opinion in their favor. Wriothesley was genuine. Earnest. He only needed himself to back up his claims.

"I said it, and it will always apply. If you know me well, you'll notice, dear Baron, that I'm a man who finds principles that work and sticks to them. The same applies to deciding my priorities, even if other people may not see what I see.".

"What do you mean by that?".

"I myself was always interested in being married, but you know how the start of a career is; So hectic, you can barely think of anything else. I could see where the rumor of me losing interest in companionship came from. Now that I'm more established on several aspects, I can focus on my own personal goals, including being a good husband."

"Yes, indeed. It does take a gentleman a while before he gets married. And considering your important position, I can presume my daughter will be taken care of?".

Perhaps you should look into a Kamera, to always have a picture of that sweet smile: "Without a flicker of a doubt. And I know courtship should take a while. Please take all the time you need to decide. Should you want to know anything that you think might impact the process, please let me know.".

You wanted to declare victory; He could stand against Duke Archandelle and (at least) make the choice harder for your father.

"Do forgive me suspicion, dear Duke, but does what matters to you extend to... you know... People who aren't, of your ilk?".

Oh no. Oh no, no, no please...

As he said 'of your ilk', he pointed at his own head, referring to Wriothesley's wolf ears. You could feel your love tense up, but keep his cool for another reason besides you; Hybrids were held to such an unfair standard. One trace of annoyance or anger from them and everyone would talk about how 'they're too dangerous to live in human society!'.

"Pardon, my ilk? We're all noble Fontainians here.".

"Oh, I can tell you only come with chivalry and good intentions. But I must point out that even if I'm just a Baron, 'Balthazar' is among Fontaine's oldest and most noble names. People look up to us even more than the average noble family, including our unions and bonds. So marriage has always been a very tricky thing for us, even with close humans.".

Both of you tensed up, and you had to fight back tears. While there was still a chance, technically, you father was alluding to rejecting this pairing, possibly in favor of another Duke.

This is unfair. This is so unfair, and you never wished to not be a noble until tonight. No, you wished you had no parents, that way you could control your fate a bit more, even if people gave you the side eye. Even by noble standards, he was husband material! You wouldn't have to move a finger as his wife. You'd be touted as important, as 'a lady of justice' since that's what your husband is involved in. But no, your parents just have to shut their eyes and ears and call all the shots in relation to you-

Oh, Focalors, what did I do so wrong for you to let me be born as their daughter? Wouldn't it be better if I were just his prisoner? Even now, a prisoner is more his than me!

BOOM!

A loud sound resonated from one of the gardens. The music's abrupt stop further panicked many people, some leaving the ballroom to see what's going on, others peering over the balconies. Your parents belonged to the first camp. A hand immediately grabbed yours; It was Wriothesley's.

"Quick, we're on limited time!".

You both made a dash for a spare room nearby. He closed the door and finally caught his breath. Before you could ask what he was doing, he lunged to embrace you in his arms, the sheer strength making you gasp.

"Okay, listen. I need to tell you two things, okay? They're very important...".

He stopped to pant again.

"Wriothesley, what's going on?".

"A friend of mine made a diversion to buy us time. I can't say these things in front of your parents.".

You nodded.

"First of all, starting tonight and per usual courtship processes, your parents might be spying on what mail you get, so our communication will be halted if they find out... If they find out what we say to each other. But I have a way to keep it up. Can you stay up for a bit to see it, maybe around 12 or 1 AM?".

"Certainly, certainly! If it helps us keep talking, I will!".

Even with the stress rushing through him, your eagerness brought on a multitude of emotions. Gosh, you were so cute. It wasn't enough for you to be so adorable early on, and his own personal type, was it? Your reaction made it clear that he wasn't the only one feeling this way. He was glad that the first plan would work out.

"Thank you. It's vital if we wish to be together. It doesn't sound like I can hold up to the competition your Father has for me-".

The allusion to him not being enough was the last straw for tonight.

"Don't say that, don't say that again! He doesn't know anything about what makes a good man, alright? He demonstrated that enough tonight! You're worth a million more of these stupid other men, okay?!".

He knew ladies were capable of being angry, but something about seeing it in real life, for the first time, was astounding. And yet deep down, he saw the outburst coming. Between your shaking hands and teary eyes, and how much you had to hide them from your father... His heart broke a little at seeing the love of his life so anguished, her tears dripping down quicker than she could wipe them.

"It's so obvious he doesn't care! He'll gladly excuse poor table manners or slimy behavior in general, but when someone just happens to be a bit different, that's when he says 'no sale' and shuts me up! 'We care about good repute and you', my foot! It's all about his name and what he wants... Why does my say not matter? Why?".

You didn't want Wriothesley to see you in this state so early, but after tonight's tension, you just couldn't. You were so sick of living with your shots being called for you. For so long, life was horribly dull, depressing through the lens of a growing child. When you finally found someone who washed away that grey and exposed you to the color of life, you were told you were forbidden from having it ever again. You had to follow the life script your parents wrote, your happiness be damned.

Your sobs racketed up and down, before quieting when you felt his weight on you; Slowly, warmly and lovingly.

"Star of my life... I'm so sorry for how tonight went. Believe me, I wanted to punch him. I hate how rigid this social code is, even more on you...".

You just realized that this was the first time he touched you beyond holding your hand. When you were young, you imagined your favorite chimney in the house to be the warmest place in the world. Oh how wrong you were, but to be fair, you couldn't have known before he took you in his arms; A fortress and a hearth all at once.

"I'm so sorry... You know, I was about to tell you the second thing, which I believe may help you...".

"What is the second thing?".

He slightly detached himself, though still holding you, to look deep into your eyes and silently swear upon those beautiful orbs: "By the name of Focalors and my own as the Duke of Meropide, you will be mine. We will end up together and you'll forget the names of the other men. Yes, we'll face some hiccups along the way. But in the end, all your other suitors will fall, one way or another. And once that happens, we'll be looming over them, with you in my arms for the rest of our lives.".

"Wriothesley... Forever?".

"Yes. We'll never have to face a dull day again. Forever. Forever, until Fontaine keels over and becomes dust.".

Your breath slowed down. He sounded so serious, and you wanted to believe in it. This man's caliber was an exceptional one, and something told you that once he made a promise, he kept it until he withered.

He leaned in a little and so did you. Your time was probably out, but you'll be damned if you can't enjoy it. You were closer, and closer, taking in his scent of cedar and myrrh until...

"That explosion was scary!"

"Shows you that commoners have no concept of watching over their kids.".

The nobles were slowly filing back into the ballroom. Wriothesley let out a quiet 'Goddamnit!", before looking through the door. Once the camp was clear, you left earlier, armed with the lie he gave you: "Oh, I lost my parents and I was so scared!". Perfect for a fragile, innocent maiden. The party went on, and you started questioning what the new way of communication would look like. The 'spying' aspect brought a bit of amusement to your mood, which you needed.

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12:49 AM

Wriothesley ended up being right about your parents controlling your mail. One letter from a male classmate ended up opened and half-torn on fear that he was a rival suitor, before they read the hasty message asking you about a homework assignment. You presumed he's seen many courting processes (perhaps wondering when did he get to be the groom?) and understood their workings well.

The letter you were writing was almost complete. You felt a little clearer in the head after venting out on paper, albeit still very sad. Your father really, really wanted to pair you with Duke Archandelle. But Wriothesley was so determined, even risking his friend - and himself, should they snitch him out - to tell you to not lose hope. For now, all you could do is wait for the 'new method of communication'.

In the meantime, you tried to play a little guessing game to keep your mind off of everything, but to no avail. You also wore the wolf bracelet, its sheen reminding you of his piercing eyes and silver tufts. Your thought of train was about to restart until you heard a small bark.

"Huh?".

Save for the security Dobermanns you often have, dogs were not allowed in the manor. Were you perhaps just thinking about your own dog-like lover too much?

"Arf!"

This one was much louder, and on the left side of the table. The source of the barks was an adorable husky puppy, smiling and approaching you. He wore a collar with the Duke's crest on it, and a sort of paper backpack which you presumed had Wriothesley's message for you.

"Awwwww, you're so cute!!".

You weren't often exposed to dogs, but nevertheless you took it in your arms to pet it. His color scheme reminded you so much of Wriothesley, you wondered whether it could be him in his animal form. The collar was double-sided: The back had 'Frosty' written on it in clumsy handwriting that you knew wasn't the Duke's.

"Frosty? Were you sent by Duke Wriothesley of Meropide?".

He barked again, as if confirming your questions. You took out the 'backpack' to find an actual letter, a whistle wrapped up in another note which read:

ABOUT FROSTY

Y/N, excuse my handwriting and format, I'm writing this in a hurry. Before you ask, Sigewinne named the pup. She wanted to name him 'Wriothesley The Second', originally, then settled with 'Frosty' since that was the closest compromise we found. I rescued him from drowning two weeks ago and planned to hand him over to a reputable shelter, until I noticed his smarts. He's delivered my mail efficiently, even if it was his first time going to a new place. He knows where we both live, and answers to the whistle enclosed with him. Use it if you need to send me anything, especially something urgent. You will be my wife soon, so we should get into the habit of good communication. Don't hesitate to tell me anything, especially if it terrifies or excites you. I always have an ear for you.

Wriothesley.

Archons, Wriothesley was so cute. He looked so tough but you could always count on him to decide on such a way. You attached your own letter and pet Frosty one more time before he disappeared into the night.

'You will be my wife soon...' Will I, Wriothesley? Will I really see a day where I'll wake up with you by my side, and not bemoaning my being alive, but thanking my stars for the arrangement?

You two will be together. You weren't sure how many more boring dates you had to go to with Archandelle, but as Agatha told you: All was in due time. It had be a matter of when, not if, the promise was fulfilled and you would no longer belong to your father. Oh, you could hardly wait for that day. For one you'll be wearing the bracelet he gave you. That day would also have sweets, love and definitely not him.

#wriothesley x reader #yandere wriothesley x reader #yandere genshin x reader #yandere reader #genshin fontaine x reader

[getlostsquidward]

softdarkyandere!agatha has my heart... just... her being proud of her lil bunny for being such a good girl. i can also imagine that she would like be super duper soft with you if you're having a bad day mental health wise!!! like she'd be the most doting mommy ever. say you get really anxious that one day she won't love you anymore and she'll leave you all alone and she just makes you so so SO aware that that would never happen!! she'll always be your mommy and always be by your side no matter what <3

i wanna cry i want her to snatch me up and make me hers so bad 😞

#yandere agatha #ask #hahnspoetry

[invidiia]

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ "Happy Halloween!" 𖤐 bsd yanderes // reader

trick or treating with the yanderes of BSD! can be read as platonic or romantic.

m.list

[ a/n ; HII HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! i hope everyone's having a good day today! i'm going as reze for halloween, what about you guys? <3 separate posts for trick or treating prompt coming out later today! ]

[ warning ; yanderes lolsies, blood, mention of death/previous kidnapping ]

— disagrees with the very idea of you going out to trick or treat! aren't you too old for that anyway? only gives in when you beg. it'd be nice to let you get out of the house a little anyway.

— keeps a hand on your shoulder while you trick or treat. they don't even want to do this, it's just to make you happy, and they're willing to go out if it'll stop you from complaining about your predicament. tries to steer clear of other people, they're still cautious. absolutely afraid that you're going to rat them out and leave them.

— makes you share your candy as payment for letting you go out. you don't mind though.

FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY, JOUNO SAIGIKU, chuuya nakahara, yukichi fukuzawa, doppo kunikida, michizo tachihara, VERLAINE, agatha christie, ango sakaguchi, edgar allan poe, akiko yosano, ryuunosuke akutagawa, sigma, hirotsu?

— didn't plan to take you trick or treating, but wanted to. sure, they had an underlying fear you'd use that to run, but they knew they'd get you back anyway.

— goes with you to the door to ring the bell. (and depending on the character, might dress up with you, too!) keeps you close and doesn't let other people talk to you, other than kids that like your costume. you wouldn't tell a kid you were kidnapped, would you? probably not.

— goes through your bag of candy, probably pretending to find something they like, while they're making sure that there's nothing dangerous or something you snuck in. shares their candy with you, too!

osamu dazai, atsushi nakajima, sakunosuke oda, lucy maud montgomery, ichiyo higuchi, gin akutagawa, kyouka izumi (platonic), rimbaud, kouyo ozaki, tatsuhiko shibusawa

— gladly takes you, since it was their idea. they wanted to trick or treat with you, for both the candy, and getting to see you dress up and get a bunch of treats.

— obviously keeps you close. they doubt you'd run, and if you did? well, they'd just catch you and bring you right back. why would you run and ruin this night anyway? it's no fun to miss out on halloween! don't you want candy?

— shares their candy, watches horror movies with you, even makes little treats with you, like taking dough and wrapping it around a hot dog to make a mummy!

RANPO EDOGAWA, kenji miyazawa (platonic), mori.., ichiyo higuchi, q (platonic), nikolai gogol?

— forces you to go out with them, trick or treating or maybe just out cause it's halloween, nothing too social. probably kills someone for the blood to look real. "oh wow, that looks real!" "thanks, it is!"

i can't think of anyone who'd do this but nikolai idk

— platonic bonus :: probably goes through your bag. checks your candy for blades, or anything dangerous. they can't have you hurt, can they?

[ a/n ; "this isn't accurate!" suck my dick 😭 anyway uh if you see multiple on the same thingy, it's intentional, i probs couldnt pick just one. happy halloween !!! ]

#bsd x reader #yandere bsd #tw yandere #platonic yandere #yandere ​bsd x reader #yandere #yandere dazai #dazai x reader #yandere atsushi #atsushi x reader #yandere fyodor #fyodor x reader #yandere ranpo #ranpo x reader #platonic yandere bsd x reader #platonic yandere bsd #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd dazai x reader

[tatumslollipop]

♡ Soon Darling ♡

Pairing: Yandere!Wanda Maximoff x Witch!Reader

TW: Stalking, Badly portrait witchcraft,bad grammar, and mentioning of death and cancer

Something has been following me for the past months. I never saw the person but I just know it's there. It's been freaking me out so I stayed at my friend's house for the last few weeks after not feeling safe alone anymore. Sometimes I get these visions of someone whispering stuff in my ears that I can't seem to understand and them caressing their hands gently over my shoulder. It's been happening more in the last weeks. And this night I heard what the person was saying "Soon we will be together again. Soon darling".

I've been telling myself that i'm just going insane but I can't convince myself to believe this anymore. My Mom was a witch she teached me the basics of witchcraft until she past away a few years ago due to cancer. That's why I now only live with my dad, he works in a office so he's away most of the time so I learned to take care of myself. I am now at my house. My friend drove me here so I can get some things like clothes and other stuff. When my mom died she left me a box of her belongings, she told me to open it when i'm 18. My birthday is tomorrow so I am already taking it with myself. Then I grabbed some more stuff I needed and my friend and I drove back to her house. Her Mom and my Mom have been friends since middle school so we went to her house often and me and Victoria got friends quickly. Her mom is also a witch and she is too. "Are the visions getting worse again?" She asked while driving. "Yes, I can't really get sleep anymore. I'm scared. I think we should really do that spell you wanted to do." I said. Victoria advised to put a protection spell over me so no magical being could get to me or reach out to me.

When arriving at her house we immediately got everything ready to do the spell. I lighten the candles while she is pouring holy water around the circle to shield it from any bad spirits. When practising the spell I could feel something inside of me fighting to stay inside of me. It's trying to take over me. It's stronger than anything I have ever fought. The earth started to shake, we started to levitate and my friend was continuing. After what felt like an eternity I fought it. And we finished the spell. It was like nothing I have ever felt before. I felt so strong. My friend looked at me stunned. "What?" I said confused and giggling. "Your eyes they turned purple. There is only one witch that can do that. The Violet Witch. I thought it was only a myth." She said shocked. The Violet Witch is the strongest witch there is, even stronger than The Scarlet Witch. She died a long time ago but said to return again. So this is now. "No that can't be true the Violet Witch isn't real." I continued talking but then I got an idea. I grabbed the box my mom gave me and opened it. Inside of it were a letter,books and jewelry. I opened the letter and it says:

Dear Y/N,

if you are reading this then I am dead and you are 18 and have to face the truth. All my life I wanted to protect you from your faith but I learned I couldn't. You are the Violet Witch. It might seem scary and hard but you need to face your destiny. In the jewelry box is a necklace out of amethyst and it's for protection it tells you when there is a danger around by changing it's colour to red. The books are magic books they have all the knowledge of witchcraft and magic inside of them. But I know you can't do this alone so I asked a old friend of mine to help you with your journey and finding out everything about your power. Agatha Harkness. She is the only one I could trust with this mission. She is gonna take you today and teach you. I hope you'll find peace with yourself. I will always love you. Stay strong and safe for me.

Mom

I could feel cold tears running down my face while reading this. "What does it say" Victoria asked. "My m-mom... she-" I cried and then I felt warm arms wrapping around me. "It's okay" She said gently. After a few minutes I calmed down so much I could tell her about what was written inside the letter. "Do you know this Agatha Harkness?" she asked her I just shook her head. "Maybe my mom knows her. Come on, let's ask her" She said taking my hand and leading me to her mom inside their living room. We immediately got greeted by her mom with a big smile "Hi Kids. What's up?" "We wanted to ask you if you know a Agatha Harkness?" "No- I don't know her" Her mood seemed to have changed instantly when hearing this question. I knew something was up but I didn't want to bother the woman anymore so I simply said "Okay" and walked out of the room with Victoria to her room again.

"That was weird" she said while sitting down on the bed "I never saw her like that" she continued while fidgeting around with her hairbrush on her bed. "Yeah it was" I answered her. Then I let myself fall on the bed beside her "This is all so crazy. I mean one day you get stalked by some magic being and the next you find out you are an super witch. I don't know how to deal with this" "I know this might seem hard but I will always be there for you." "Thank you Vic. You're the best." I said and then hugged her. I never wanted to let go. It could stay like this forever but I knew it wouldn't. After some time of shit talking and playing games it was time for us to fall asleep. I made myself ready for bed but couldn't sleep the words of the unknown woman still hunting me.

"Soon we will be together again. Soon darling"

I mean what is that even supposed to mean. Again?. I don't even know her. Or do I?

A/N: This is a little different from the normal marvel comics and movies but I hope you don't mind too much. Should I make a part 2?

#yandere!wanda #wanda x you #wanda maximoff x reader #yandere!wanda maximoff x reader #im delulu #witchcraft

[sea-owl]

@stars-of-kyber

Please, Yandare! Hyacinth would have Lord St. Clair dead in like 5 minutes for hurting Gareth. Lady Danbury would be a Yandare too? Bc if you put these two together oh god they would wrack havoc in the Ton

I don't think Lady Danbury would be a yandere. You know that one character that kind of helps the yandere, usually for a price, because they got shady ass morals, that's Lady Danbury.

Lady Danbury be cutting a deal with yandere Bridgertons mainly because she's bored and they entertain her with their shenanigans. Don't forget this is the same woman who takes joy in hitting people with her cane and terrorizing the ton. She enjoys the fear she brings to others.

Violet will be happily telling Lady Danbury a story of how one of her children cut off a man's fingers one by one because his nasty little hand had dared touched their spouse. Lady Danbury would call it romantic.

#yandere bridgertons au #lady danbury #agatha danbury

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

9 with Agatha and R

Sky's stolen ask game

Finally clearing out my inbox, I'm sorry it took so long to get around to this. Thank you for sending it in! ❤️

Warnings: dark themes, yandere!reader, implied future non-con, implied physical harm, magical torture, discussion of branding, kidnapping, reader is really fucked up in this one y'all

"I can't bare to be apart from you anymore." You confess as you slowly circle around the tied up woman. You come to stop in front of her so you can see her reaction. "It wasn't right of you to try and end things with me, bunny." You admonish. "Though I did try to respect your wishes, I can no longer ignore my own."

Agatha's face contorts into one of pain.

"So you're going to keep me locked away?" She sneers, trying to cover her feelings of betrayal.

Poorly, might you add.

"Well." You tilt your head. "I certainly can't have you running free with what's rightfully mine." You lean in close, and revel in the way Agatha attempts to jerk away from you as you purposefully brush your lips against hers. "Not to mention I believe you found something that clearly says you belong with me."

"Belong to you, you mean." The dark haired witch snaps.

You pull away, and reward her with a sharp grin.

"So you do know your place."

"I belong to myself." Agatha spits. "Meeting you was a mistake."

You laugh.

"You're so cute, buttercup." You stroke her face lovingly. "And you really shouldn't clench your jaw like like that, it'll only cause you pain."

In one quick motion you've slapped her across her face.

Agatha was never one for physical violence, and she cries out.

In pain or surprise, you aren't certain, but it doesn't prevent you from relishing in the sound.

"Let's make one thing clear." You hiss. "You belong to me."

"You can mark me all you'd like, that isn't a sign of ownership." She bares her teeth.

You smirk. "Oh, I know. That's why I plan on branding you, since you can't seem to understand your place, even with the limits I've placed on you."

Now the panic is clearly written across Agatha's face, you can see how it wells up in her eyes.

You have to hold back from panting as want courses through you at the sight.

"You- you wouldn't." It isn't said with much conviction.

"Like how I'd never dream of marking you in your sleep and then hiding it? Like how surely I wouldn't have waited for you to leave, before allowing the spell covering the marks up to fade, so you'd come crawling back to me demanding answers?" You laugh. "Dumb bitch."

Agatha's breaths are coming out ragged now.

You've almost got her exactly where you want her.

You flick a hand.

She can't really contort or writher tied the way she is to the chair, but she can certainly scream.

You wait, patiently, as what you've been informed feels like liquid fire courses through her nervous system, and she lights up with it.

A variant of the spell her mother and coven tried to use on her, once upon a time.

The faster she breaks, the faster you can mold her.

When her screaming tapers out, when she slumps over from having passed out, that's when you end the spell while vanishing the ropes keeping her bound.

It'll be much better for the both of you if she wakes up on the bed in the next room over, moments before you press hot iron against her skin.

It'll drive home there's no hope to be had for mercy, not if she misbehaves.

Your smile curves wickedly.

Agatha Harkness is yours, and you'll never have to be parted from her again.

#sky's stolen ask games #sky's inbox #inlovewithagathaharkness80 #sky's blurbs #sky writes #sky answers #sky replies #c: agatha #dark!reader #yandere!reader #agatha harkness #agatha harkness x reader #angst #dark themes #apparently I'm suddenly on a yandere/dark theme kick

[spaceagebachelormann]

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔!

HOW TO REQUEST

— state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and what you want with it

— do you have any specifics for the reader? male, female, blonde, poc, etc?

— requests can be send through inbox or dms, but inbox is heavily encouraged!

— PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOT ME TO WRITE SOMETHING THAT JUST SAYS “_____ x reader fluff” WITH NO FURTHER EXPLANATION!! GIVE ME A PLOT LINE!!

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

platonic

romantic

familial

any gender x any gender

headcanons

poly relationships

sensitive topics

x reader

ships (canon or non-canon, so long as it’s not problematic)

i. i WILL write cheating, but not if a character is going it to the reader/another character. i’ll make someone comforting another person after being cheated on, but i won’t write finnick odair cheating on someone

same thing ^^ goes for homophobic, transphobic, ableist topics like that, and. well i guess the same goes for abuse?

WHAT I WONT WRITE:

smut (i’m 14)

yandere

incest

student x teacher

canonically gay character (ex: wylan van eck) x fem!reader for romantic requests

canonically lesbian character x male!reader for romantic requests

songfics (nothing against them, i just don’t know how!!)

things about ocs

ship fics

character list (more to come!)

❍ = easiest characters to write for

bolded — favourite characters to write for

KEEPER OF THE LOST CITIES

❍ sophie foster, ❍ dex dizznee, fitz vacker, ❍ keefe sencen, ❍ biana vacker, ❍ marellla redek, ❍ maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, ❍ wylie endal, ❍ jensi babblos, stina heks

CHRONICLES OF NARNIA

❍ peter pevensie, ❍ edmund pevensie, ❍ susan pevensie, ❍ lucy pevensie, mr tumnus, ❍ caspian, eustace scrubb, jill pole, shasta, aravis

RIORDANVERSE

❍ percy jackson, ❍ annabeth chase, ❍ grover underwood, ❍ jason grace, ❍ piper mclean, ❍ leo valdez, ❍ hazel levesque, ❍ frank zhang, nico di angelo, will solace, reyna arellano, rachel dare, ❍ travis stoll, ❍ connor stoll, thalia grace, magnus chase, ❍ alex fierro, carter kane, sadie kane, lester papadopolous, lavinia asimov

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

❍ christine daaé, ❍ raoul de chagny, erik destler, ❍ meg giry

p.s. i’ll write for the movie, musical, book and 1990 miniseries versions!!

HARRY POTTER

harry potter, ❍ hermione granger, ❍ ron weasley, ❍ luna lovegood, ❍ neville longbottom, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, ❍ sirius black, remus lupin, ❍ james potter, ❍ marlene mckinnon, mary macdonald, dorcas meadowes, lily evans

RIDE THE CYCLONE

ocean o’connell rosenberg, ❍ noel gruber, ❍ mischa bachinski, ❍ ricky potts, jane doe, penny lamb, ❍ constance blackwood

SHADOW AND BONE

❍ alina starkov, malyen oretsev, ❍ genya safin, ❍ zoya nazyalensky, david kostyk, erm others i accidentally deleted remind me to update this

SIX OF CROWS

kaz brekker, inej ghafa, ❍ jesper fahey, ❍ wylan van eck, nina zenik, matthias helvar

THE OUTSIDERS

ponyboy curtis, ❍ johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, ❍ twobit matthews, ❍ dallas winston

THE HUNGER GAMES

katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, ❍ finnick odair, ❍ johanna mason, marvel sanford, clove kentwell, cato hadley, ❍ cinna

IT (2017)

bill denbrough, eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier, ❍ stan uris, beverly marsh, ben hanscom, ❍ mike hanlon

THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL

❍ agatha of woods beyond, ❍ sophie of woods beyond, tedros of camelot, ❍ hort of bloodbrook, ❍ hester of ravenswood, ❍ anadil, ❍ dot, nicola, aric, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, leonora lesso, clarissa dovey

THE LAND OF STORIES

❍ alex bailey, ❍ connor bailey, ❍ red riding hood, ❍ jack, ❍ goldilocks, ❍ bree campbell

SCOOBY DOO

daphne blake, ❍ fred jones, shaggy rogers, velma dinkley

LITTLE WOMEN

❍ jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, ❍ laurie

A GOOD GIRLS GUIDE TO MURDER

pippa fitz-amobi, ❍ ravi singh, naomi ward, ❍ cara ward, connor reynolds, ❍ jamie reynolds, nat da silva

THE MIGHTY DUCKS

❍ charlie conway, adam banks, ❍ lester averman, guy germaine, ❍ connie moreau, julie gaffney, ❍ ken wu, dean portman, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson, ❍ fulton reed

DRACULA

dracula, ❍ lucy westenra, mina harker, arthur holmwood, ❍ renfield, dr seward, abraham van helsing, ❍ quincey morris

FRANKENSTEIN

victor frankenstein, ❍ adam frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, justine moritz, ernest frankenstein, henry clerval, the bride

DR JEKYLL AND MR HYDE

henry jekyll, ❍ edward hyde, ❍ richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

MONSTER HIGH

gotta update this one guys,,,

THE BREAKFAST CLUB

john bender , ❍ claire standish, allison reynolds, brian johnson, andrew clark

THE POWERPUFF GIRLS

❍ blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium , ❍ brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

DAVID BOWIE

❍ jareth, thomas jerome newton, david bowie

SWEENEY TODD

❍ sweeney, anthony hope, ❍ mrs lovett, johanna

THE ROSEWOOD CHRONICLES

lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, ❍ jamie volk, ❍ ollie moreno, ❍ raphael wilcox, ❍ anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae

HAIRSPRAY

❍ corny collins, ❍ seaweed j stubbs, amber von tussle, tracy turnblad, penny pingleton, link larkin

MISC. CHARACTERS

sarah williams, ❍ bernard the elf, ❍ rodrick heffley, ❍ varian

#marlee organization <3